Hearts in Atlantis

Do you ever feel at a complete loss to describe...

There is nothing quite like a good book - a great story. I just finished Hearts in Atlantis. Well technically the book Hearts in Atlantis consists of three books about three different people who lived their childhood together but separated as they got older. I just finished the first, which centers around the time of childhood and tells the story of Bobby Garfield from the age of 11 to 14.

Stephen King has earned my respect; I wish I knew how to describe my feelings. Throughout the course of the story he handles many complex emotional threads of life, threads with which each of us can identify in some way. These include the innocent naivitee of childhood with all its joys and trials, as well as the harsh realities of anger, frustration, and confusion; but mostly Stephen King deals with the bliss and pain of love, whether between friends, mother and son, or childhood sweethearts. And overshadowing all looms the poignant sorrow of change, that inseperable companion of life. These strands are slowly woven together so tightly, so inextricably that at the end of the book they emerge as one indistinguishable entity - a life - a beautiful, painful, heart warming, heart rending vital fabric that billows, expands, and flows faster, faster, faster until it fills the room, surrounding you, wrapping you up, drowning you in its somber, infinitely satisfying sweetness.

And it is, in the end, the poignant fabric of your own life that you find is filling you.